More than a dozen poems were born, and all doubts and attacks were shattered.

Yang An withdrew.

Shi Lusheng went offline.

Tengwan disappeared offline.

The eldest brother Qian Shi also sighed and was never seen again.

In an instant, people vaguely saw the peerless heroism of the famous prose artist in Qiushui's battle that year.

No, this time, the autumn water is more brilliant and dazzling than the previous heroics.

Especially the last two.

At the end of the day, the Yellow River flows into the sea. If you want to be poor, go to the next level.

Closing my eyes, this poem only feels the voice of the saint flowing into the bottom of my heart.

Leaving the grass on the plain, one year old and one withered, the wildfire is inexhaustible, and the spring breeze blows and grows.

It seems that, in the company of this ancient poem, people can still hear the sound of countless children reading aloud.

Suddenly, a lot of people woke up.

I am afraid that these two poems will be remembered in ten years, a hundred years, or even a thousand years.

"Boss, I'm grass, it's no good, it's not good, come and see the immortals. ”

Shuimu apartment building, Zhou Jingjing screamed, broke open Huang Yifan's door, and said loudly.

"Ah,

What's the situation?"

Seeing Zhou Jingjing's crazy appearance, Huang Yifan was startled and quietly withdrew from Qiushui Weibo.

"What's the situation, God, boss, don't tell me you're learning Chinese. Hurry, hurry, hurry, dare to watch Qiushui Weibo, Mr. Qiushui's poetry is possessed, and dozens of ancient poems that can be passed down to the world. ”

"Oh, that's what you're talking about, I was looking at it just now. ”

"Say, so you know. ”

"yes, yes. ”

"No, I know why you didn't react at all. ”

"What do you want to do?"

"Grass, don't you think Mr. Qiushui is hanging in the sky?"

"Uh......"

Huang Yifan burst into tears, so he had to nod, "It's really blowing up the sky, wow, wow, wow." It's amazing. ”

"So reluctantly. I despise you, and I see that you are one of those poets who write modern poetry. ”

Despised Huang Yifan's words, Zhou Jingjing still couldn't stop laughing.

"Cool, cool. Refreshing. ”

"It's so cool. ”

"Mr. Qiushui's talent has broken through the sky. Who would dare to compete with it. ”

"Ahhh......h

screamed again, and in the end, Zhou Jingjing finished roaring. It only took a short pause.

In fact, under the more than a dozen classic ancient poems in Qiushui. I don't know how many people in the whole country have been convinced by Qiushui.

It's not just the original ones who have heard the name of autumn water for a long time.

More. Or those friends who have never heard of Qiushui's pen name.

Even, there are countless fans brought over by competitors.

At this moment. They were completely stunned by this ancient poem.

What kind of strength is this?

What kind of talent is this?

It's ridiculous, those poets who write modern poetry, they are still embarrassed to compete with the autumn water.

Just a few rounds. directly killed more than 30 poets in seconds.

The sword qi spans 30,000 miles, and a sword light chills nineteen states.

This is simply domineering.

Even now, people have some unreal feelings.

Is this still human?

Could it be that Mr. Qiushui is really the reincarnation of Xianshi.

Could it be that he is really a so-called immortal?

Of course, if an immortal is not an immortal, it is definitely impossible.

However, Qiushui's rebellious move of publishing more than a dozen ancient poems in a row not only stunned these ordinary people, but also stunned the Huaguo Writers Association.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I propose that Mr. Qiushui of the poetry contest can be awarded 1 million points directly to him without participating in the poetry contest. ”

Chen Qian, director of the Huaguo Writers Association, proposed to everyone in the office.

Just one of the songs is separated from the grass on the plain, and I am afraid that it will directly kill all the participating authors.

Not only that, but it has not been possible for hundreds of years for China to write such a classic ancient poem.

Unexpectedly, when people felt that ancient poetry was no longer suitable for this era, someone wrote a shocking poem.

This genius, Chen Qian trembled a little when he thought about it.

Therefore, the first thing at the meeting, Chen Qian proposed to directly reward Qiushui with 1 million points.

It's just that Chen Qian's proposal was opposed by Lin Hongyuan.

"Chen Qian, do you want to break the rules of the game, what qualifications does Qiushui have to reward him with 1 million points. ”

"Do you think that with Mr. Qiushui's talent, he can't win the poetry contest?"

"It's only a matter of comparison to know. ”

"Hmph...... This is even better, I really want to ask Secretary Lin to write a poem comparable to the grass on the plain, well, I know it's a little difficult. Reduce the difficulty a little, as long as you can write poems that are 'more timid in your hometown, and you dare not ask people'. ”

"Chen Qian, I know you like this autumn water very much. However, no matter how talented Qiushui is, everything has to be done according to the rules. is so invincible to give Qiushui a reward of 1 million points, I am afraid that other poets and authors will have opinions. Although I can't write such poems, it's not me, we're just the organizers of the contest, and I hope that some people won't forget who they are, and even abuse their power. ”

"Okay, Secretary Lin, you're right. In that case, then you should wait for all the participating authors to be abused by Mr. Qiushui. ”

With a cold snort, Chen Qian didn't say anything more.

……

"Some people think the most beautiful painting is a poem.

Some people liken the most poignant story to a song.

Only, what is he to the poetry itself?

In the depths of memory, it seems that we have not found a product that can be more emotional than poetry.

In my eyes, poetry is a window to the soul, poetry is the most beautiful gift from God to mankind......

It was not a poetry lover who wrote this paragraph, but a newspaper called "Jiangnan News".

Yes, under the influence of poetry, even a newspaper that usually only knows plain and untruthful reports has become sensational at this moment.

This is the second column of the Southern News for the Chinese Writers Association Competition.

In the first issue, (www.uukash.cm) they ranked five popular children's authors to win the championship and promoted them to the public in the form of a list.

In the second issue, the Southern News newspaper still prepared a list.

Poetry favorite: Qiushui.

I don't know what words to use to describe the autumn water, and I don't know how far the talent of the autumn water has become? However, even if the autumn water is only a small part of the expression, it is enough to shock the world.

Leaving the grass on the plain, one year old and one withered. Wildfires burn inexhaustibly, and the spring breeze blows and grows again...... What kind of master is this who can create such a masterpiece?

We used to regret, we regretted that we didn't know anything about Mr. Autumn Fire. But now, we're feeling a little relieved. Perhaps, through these poems, we will eventually be able to go to the heart of the giant.

Qiushui, we think, will be the most popular candidate to win the Chinese Poetry Competition, there is no one.

As for the other authors...... Sorry, they can't stay on the same list with Qiushui just yet. (To be continued.) Enable the new URL